My lips are shinny from lip balm. The skin on my face is glowing from mass amounts of Oil of Olay. This I know because I just caught a glimps of myself in the reflection of my 7" touchscreen JP5. Now I feel like blogging. Let's do it! I feel good. Just a … Continue reading Crabs, Fleas, Manscaping, and Mouthwash
Blogging is such a great tool for rehabilitation. That is one reason why Suzie and I created Stone City Blog. We want all inmates to have access to this new and effective rehabilitative tool. I'd like to encourage everyone who reads Stone City Blog, to reach out to the bloggers, and prompt them. … Continue reading Prompting Inmate Bloggers Promotes Deeper Thinking
Remember my NA series and all those NA Meetings I attended? Well they just now paid off in the form of good time. My release date has been adjusted from 8-9-32 to 3-7-32. I haven't done the math, but according to DOC, that's 155 days! Upon receiving this good news I was also … Continue reading 155 Days of Good Time Restored
On Thursday December 1st, DOC spent $18K to shakedown two units. DOC brought extra guards in by the buss load! Literally. The first unit they hit was G UNIT. The dog program is in that unit. So at about 10 am, a guard brought me Sam from G UNIT. Sam is a two … Continue reading The Two Day Shakedown
There is a perception that jails and prisons are doubling as mental health institutions. Perception is reality. As I look around the dayroom I see a variety of inmates with mental health issues. The severity of their issues range from mild to extreme. For the most part, everyone in prison has some type … Continue reading Mental Health & Prison
I chose this title because the majority of prison tattoos revolve around hate. Not all. But most. Some guys will get their woman's name plastered across their neck. So I suppose I could've called this post : PRISON INK : THE ART OF LOVE. Because it's also common to see the faces of … Continue reading Prison Ink: The Art of Hate
If it ain’t yours, leave it alone. Jealousy is a motherfucker no matter where you’re at.
Back in the mid 90’s there was this punk running around Walla Walla. He went by the name Tiffany.
Tiffany was in a relationship with Shadow. Tiffany is white, Shadow is Mexican. For months the two lived together. Until one day administration broke up the two.
Tiffany got moved into a different cell. Inside his new cell lived Terry. Terry has been in prison for years and has several more to go.
It wasn’t long before Terry was butt-fucking Tiffany and making him suck his dick. Tiffany told Shadow. Shadow was pissed.
Shadow approached Terry out in the yard and said, “Hey man, Tiffany is my bitch. Leave her alone.”
Terry laughed and said, “Her? That punk has a dick bigger than yours.”
Shadow wasn’t laughing. “Just stay away from her, alright?”
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